Dear Sweetheart novel

Chapter 652

Rayna ate the orange Curtis fed her. “Ella mentioned Glory Corporation's and Happy Entertainment's shares falling. Were you the one handling things on that end?”

“Glory Corporation's shares fell horrendously.” Curtis threw the orange peel into the bin, then picked up another from the coffee table and began peeling it. “I suspect a competitor of theirs is sabotaging them.”

“That's what I thought too.” Propping her legs on the couch. Rayna leaned her head against Curtis' shoulder and clung onto liis aim. “Do you think a person could return from the dead, Curtis?”

Though Rayna had not seen Mr. Bridge's face on Conch Island in Yartran. he had called her Belle, and his voice sounded alarmingly like the deceased Jefferson's.

Curtis paused in his act of peeling the orange and lowered his gaze to her. “What are you saying. Rayna?”

“It's just a suspicion. I'm still unsure.” Rayna burrowed her head against liis shoulder before continuing, “If Jefferson isn't really dead. I dare not imagine...”

“Are you suspecting the identity of the person who abducted you?” Curtis brought a slice of peeled orange close to Rayna's mouth. “Open up.”

Rayna opened her mouth as she was told to receive the sweet orange slice. “If it really is him, Curtis...”

“Jefferson is dead. Rayna.” It had been Curtis who went with Rayna to attend liis cremation.

He did not think the attendant sending the body into the furnace would have made a mistake, nor did he believe Jefferson could have returned to life. Even if Jefferson had survived that day. he would have succumbed to liis ilhiess and died one way or another.

to hurt me.” It was not like Jefferson to refrain

Curtis knew nobody could replace Jefferson in Rayna's heart. During the interval of their

himself not to hold a grudge

like to...” Rayna was considering bringing Xareni along to pay her respects to Jefferson but

little older.” Curtis knew what Rayna wanted to say. Xareni owed her life to Jefferson, and it stood to reason to pay respects to him, but the cemetery was no place for a young child. “We'll bring her when she learns

rely on Curtis to ascend the hill, and the inclusion of a child who could not yet walk would only add

hotel in Norwal City, only to

speaker, clad in pajamas made of black silk, pointed at Jensen. “Court death if you want to,

onto

The woman, Ingrid Zillman, folded her aims and scoffed. “Do you

belt around liis waist and turned toward the bathroom. “I will handle my affairs on my own,” he added to Ingrid when he

entered the bathroom and shut the door behind

she heard the rush of water and. with an

flow7 slowdy past the grotesque scar on liis chest as he stroked the locket hanging around his neck with

City in the night. Clad in a robe. Rayna stood before the slightly cracked open window and listened to the downpour through the gap. Then,

emerged from the bathroom after liis showrer, naked save for a towrel wrapped around liis waist. He found Rayna writing something on the window7 and, upon getting a closer look, realized it

scent of his show7er gel permeating the air alerted Rayna to Curtis' presence. Her hand, about to fall to her side,

w7ord on the window, Curtis turned liis thoughtful gaze to Rayna

in the scent of his show'er gel that intoxicated

been ongoing. It never stopped.” Curtis held her waist and pulled her close. “You regained